Yang Wanqu's figure suddenly froze.

Although he was facing his back, he still heard clearly who the person was.

How could I not hear a joke?

He was chased by this man and had no way to go to heaven and earth. The Black Moon Immortal Palace was even more suppressed by this man and couldn't breathe. There was a time when Yang Wanqu dreamed that he would dream of this murderous god killing maniac killing him with one sword and one sword. When did he dream of midnight, he would not have sweated all over his body?

Now, although his strength has been greatly improved and has long been no longer the same as Amon of the past, the nightmare planted deep in his heart is still there and has not been eliminated.

So when he heard this familiar voice, the hair on Yang Wanqu’s back immediately stood up.

call out!

He turned into a lightning bolt and came to Li Shengyan in an instant, reaching out to grab it.

It is definitely impossible to escape. The camp is well-informed and knows that Ye Qingyu's strength in the Chaos Demon Emperor's Reincarnation Hall has soared and has reached a very terrifying situation. Therefore, Yang Wanqu's idea came to his senses was very simple, which was to capture Li Shengyan as a hostage, so that Ye Qingyu would throw himself into a mouse and dare not act rashly.

As long as there is time to turn around, there will be vitality next.

One side of the camp and Xuanji Sect set up many measures within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and even the quasi-emperor was trapped in it, not afraid that Ye Qingyu could turn the overturned sky back.

But he is faster, and someone is faster.

Yang Wanqu had already grabbed the corner of Li Shengyan's clothes, and even the expected touch came from the palm of his palm, but the next moment, the fat man's figure turned into a phantom, disappearing from his palm like flowing water.

"this……"

Yang Wanqu was shocked.

When I looked again, the fat man with broken arms and missing hands was already ten meters away, under the support of Ye Qingyu, who was dressed in white.

"Hey, be gentle, be gentle... it hurts..." The fat man's face covered with scars was swollen like a pig's head, screaming like a pig's slaughter. It was obviously really painful. His face had changed, and tears were almost flowing from his eyes covered with bright red bloodshot.

"Didn't you look as if you were ready to die just now?" Ye Qingyu said angrily, put one palm on the fat man's back, and a powerful Yuan power was injected into the fat man's body, driving him out the five or six alien forces that were bombarded by Saint Xuan Ji and others.

"It was just now. I don't know if you come. I'm a descendant of the ancestor. If I cry and cry in front of the enemy, it would be so embarrassing..." The fat man's face was soon stained with tears, and he looked extremely aggrieved and grinned.

Ye Qingyu: “…”

"The enemy who tortures you is still there, he is still watching you. You are not as good as you look like this." Ye Qingyu said speechlessly. This fat man is really a living treasure, enough to match the Daigou Xiaojiu, and he is simply born with a pair.

"What? Would you let him leave alive?" The fat man said angrily like a wolfdog with his tail stepped on: "If you kill this bastard in a while, no one will know if he dies."

Ye Qingyu: “…”

Yang Wanqu on the opposite side was completely ignored.

Just after countless moments of failure, he wanted to turn around and run away immediately.

But it can't be done at all.

Because from beginning to end, he was locked by an extremely powerful aura, which was a terrifying feeling like being under the already shaky Nine Sky Snow Peak. As long as there was a slight movement - even a needle fell on the ground would cause a world-destroying avalanche to submerge him.

This kind of qi traction and suppression naturally comes from Ye Qingyu.

Yang Wanqu did not expect that Ye Qingyu's strength and cultivation were even more terrifying than the information in the previous camp.

He knew very well that if he had even a little movement that triggered this vast and magnificent aura, Ye Qingyu's destructive attack would come in the next moment, tearing him to pieces.

So he didn't dare to move, let alone escape.

The bone-broken coldness flooded the Yang Wanku.

Drips of cold sweat slid from his forehead.

About a cup of tea passed.

Fatty Li Shengyan suddenly let out a comfortable moan.

I heard a crackling sound from his body, and five or six kinds of mists with death breath spewed out from his mouth and nose, dissipating into the void. Then, the fat man's weak body began to surge with powerful aura fluctuations. As the divine blossoms flashed, the dense wounds of rotten maggots on the fat man's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the cut off arms and palms grew back in this moment.

Flesh and blood rebirth.

This is the method of the strong.

After all, Fatty is a descendant of the quasi-emperor. These days, Xiaofei's quasi-emperor has made great progress. He has already stepped into the Great Saint Realm with one foot. Although this progress is amazing, it is the quasi-emperor who personally guides it. Not to mention that the fat man is very talented, even if he is a pig, he can be famous all over the world after more than a year of guidance from a world-renowned figure like Xiaofei's quasi-emperor.

In such a short time, Ye Qingyu had completely eliminated the extraordinary power in the fat man's body.

The fat man could not exert his strength before because these strange forces conflicted with each other in his body, which clamped the fat man's own cultivation. When the strange forces clashed violently, he was like an ordinary person, so he was slaughtered by Yang Wanqu at will. At this time, the strange forces were rejected, and his vigorous vitality was restored.

"Ah..." The fat man screamed with a lewd look on his face: "It's so comfortable."

Then he looked at Yang Wanqu with a smile and said, "The feng shui turns around, now you seem to be in trouble... Say it, how do you want to die?"

Yang Wanqu's face was indeed embarrassing.

The fat man looked back at Ye Qingyu: "Help me kill him."

Ye Qingyu: “…”

"Okay, I've been looking for him for a long time." Ye Qingyu nodded and turned around and walked towards Yang Wanqu.

At the same time, the energy that was like a landslide was relaxed.

Yang Wanqu was immediately relieved.

He didn't bother to breathe a long time, and his body turned into a stream of light and was about to escape.

But his body was only less than three meters high, and a sword light broke through the air and attacked. Yang Wanqu was shocked. As long as he pulled it up, he would definitely be cut into two sections by this sword. In addition to falling back to the original position, he would be killed in any direction and angle.

Yang Wanqu almost spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell back to the spot.

"You can't escape, prepare to defend yourself."

Ye Qingyu's expression gradually became sharp. He had just finished his retreat from a cave not far away. He felt the movement and rushed over. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a scene. Not to mention that Li Shengyan was his friend, just talking about what the Heiyue Immortal Palace had done to the Tianhuang Mission, he would not be able to let Yang Wanqu go.

"If you kill me, you two will die. No one can walk out of the Weishui Mountains alive." Yang Wanqu's face became ferocious and sneered, "This is already the iron hell, everything is in our hands. What's more, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy. Now I am no longer the Yang Wanqu that was back then."

As he said that, he raised his hand suddenly.

A bright black light soared into the sky, a height of ten thousand meters. It turned into a blooming black twilight Eucea 300 meters wide, illuminating the sky, and the entire Weishui Mountains could be seen clearly.

Ye Qingyu watched quietly on the side.

From beginning to end, he had no intention of taking action to stop him.

"Haha, you are so arrogant," Yang Wanqu completely relaxed in one breath, his heart returned to his stomach, and said with a crazy laugh: "You actually made me successfully send a message for help? Hahaha, do you know who will come to support? You are dead, and now you can't kill me even if you want to kill me."

At this moment, he was really relaxed completely.

Once the news was sent out, the nearby reinforcements arrived soon. Although he thought he was not as good as Ye Qingyu, he could still do it completely after a while. The shadow of death seemed to have gone far away from him, like a drowning person who was finally rescued.

Ye Qingyu looked at him with a look of looking at the dead and said, "I want you to send a message, otherwise, where will I go to find your accomplices."

"Arrogant, this is your own way to death." Yang Wanqu laughed at the sky and said, "Let you know what kind of power your nest now has... Tiandong Sword·Killing Style 1!"

The sword light is born and destroyed.

Yang Wanqu turned his palm into a sword and slashed it from afar.

A thousand-meter-long black sword light broke through the sky and slashed the air. The air separated the two sides like butter. The earth moved and the mountains were shaking, and the void was cut out. The entire sky seemed to be divided into two by this sword. The ancient runes of the sword body were circulated, which was obviously a desperate move that was not produced in the world.

This is not a sword move of the world.

It is the ancient method of killing.

With just this move, you can kill the peak saint, which is many times stronger than Yang Wanqu in the past.

"So this is the source of your faith, it's so pitiful." Ye Qingyu looked at Yang Wanqu with a sarcastic look, and just stretched out his index finger and pointed it out the moment the sword of Moving Heaven was barely slashed over his head.

There was a sword light at the fingertips.

Bang!

A light sound.

This finger directly shattered the black sword light.

The broken sword light like broken black glass flew out in the void, and it was no longer difficult to maintain the body and dissipate.

"You..." Yang Wanqu was shocked.

When he took action, he knew that this sword could not do anything to Ye Qingyu.

But I didn't expect that it would be broken so easily.

"Dragon Sky Sword·Killing Style Two...Killing Style Three and Four!"

Yang Wanqu was frightened and angry, and a black sword of demon lotus appeared in his hand, flowing with the power of demonic evil spirit. It was obviously an ancient demon soldier. The sword divided into yin and yang. He took action in an instant. The endless black sword light covered the sky and slashed down. Each attack was comparable to the power of the previous [Dragon Sword·Killing Style 1].

It was like the sea of ​​demon swords falling from the sky that wiped out creatures, completely submerging Ye Qingyu.

"It can be against the move of the Great Saint," Ye Qingyu was also a little surprised. Yang Wanqu's strength was slightly higher than expected. "But unfortunately, it's still not enough. Your qualifications are 108,000 times worse than Taiyi Zhenren, which is really disappointing." He was transformed by the power of darkness, and his cultivation level soared, but Taiyi Zhenren can create black and white Yin and Yang moves, while Yang Wanqu just follows the moves and sticks to it.

As he said that, Ye Qingyu pinched out a sword seal with his five fingers with his right hand, and then punched it out.

In an instant, silver light was magnificent, and the bright sword light rose into the sky and turned into a bright air. Like the sword of light, it instantly broke through the sea of ​​demon swords hanging over the sky. Before Yang Wanqu could react, it was like hot oil splashing thin snow, and in an instant it broke the black magic sword style cleanly.

The sky is bright and blue.

Even during the daytime, even the stars in the universe can be seen.
To be continued...